voiceless

before words made sentences, i was voiceless
a child that would not speak
longing to hear my voice i screamed internally(inside?)
hoping someone would hear me
inaudible cries for help
silenced by fear, my screams were never heard
speak.. speak.. speak.. echoed in my ears
like the whips on a slaves back
the words that formed inside of me would tear through flesh
silent I remained to protect the ones that did not think to protect me
my mother would never understand why her baby girl spoke more truth than she ever did
i sacrificed my voice to shelter her from the storm building inside of me
the resentment i held towards her, towards them all, they could not bear to hear
the truth i possessed would rip through them like a tornado of words
so i remained silent, voiceless
speak.. speak.. speak.. still nothing
hoping one day the sorrow in my eyes would speak for me
someone would rescue me one day from the hell i was born into
they would see me hiding behind the walls i had built to protect me
i waited... for years i waited...
still no one noticed the bricks i had surrounding me
no one missed hearing my voice because it never existed
the invisible voiceless child no one took notice of
all i was to them was beautiful
yeah.. beautifully broken
i now realize i was never voiceless
they heard the utterance of my voice, it was my words that deafened them

©SoulBird